olive oil

Here in our new village of Le Ghiare outside of Levanto (and you can’t get more village-like than this, having a population of less than 100) there is still something that belongs to a very old tradition: the village olive press. It’s on the ground floor of the home that […]

When you own a piece of land that is part of a precious historical interchange between man and nature, you are inspired to do your best with it, even when it is a losing proposition financially and kicks your ass every time you hump up and down it trying to […]

Olives waiting to be carted off to the press From the outset, I must admit that the title of this blog post is perhaps specious … no one really “makes” olive oil by themselves, not unless you are the owner of a very large piece of machinery, or you […]

My brother-in-law Marco was telling me the other day about his experience drilling through new tiles in his house. He was having a hell of a time getting through them, and given how much he and his girlfriend had spent on remodeling the house, he wasn’t interested in cracking any […]